This one is actually about me and our friend Feather. A small group of us decided to go check out a band playing at the local Sammy's (Rexburg's is 10x's better than Provo's). While Feather and I were standing near the condiments table this guy comments to us about how funny it was that they had a ton of ketchup (which no one wants) but a tiny thing of fry sauce (apparently Sammy's fry sauce is real good). This started a casual conversation between the three of us.
When fry sauce guy (Nick) mentioned that I looked familiar Feather jumps in with the ever so cliche, "Well, what's your major?"..."Oh, I actually just played before this guy (Allred)."- Nick. Uhhhhh... Of course, of course we we were chatting with the guy that just performed and had no idea. That must have been a great boost to his ego! I decided to save us all with, "Well, we couldn't really see from." "But you sounded really good!" - Feather. Needless to say we said a nice, awkward "have a good night" and felt bad. He didn't try to sell us one of their CD's later.
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